Thursday, November 30, 2017

this honest

Monday, November 20, 2017 (6:38 a.m.)
Holy God,

Most Dear and Holy God. It was beautiful this morning. Go outside and get a better look kind of beautiful. Purple and orange and pink, “Oh my!”

Even as I gasped amidst the beauty of it all, Father I am confessing a feeling of reticence. Reserve. Restraint.

Such great beauty normally leaves me speechless. Inspired. Almost giddy. Today, I am waiting for the joy of it all to kick in.

Thank You Father that I get to be this honest with You.

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